On the day the empress ascended the throne, my body was hung at the city gate

Chapter 79 The Art of Making Animals
Jiangdong, the land of Chu.

No one in the world would have thought that Gu Changsheng would hide the Xuanyuan Sword in the Chu Kingdom.

The little girl Li Moyun was also placed in Jiangdong, the hometown of Overlord.

It has been several years since the two last met.

The little girl's swordsmanship has improved quite a lot, and she has become more proficient in the use of sword energy.

It's just a pity that the practitioners in this world don't seem to have the habit of carrying the secrets of the techniques with them.

After killing the evil fairy twice in a row, Gu Changsheng and the little girl still couldn't get the method of cultivation, so they had to fumble on their own.

"Xuanyuan Sword, Xuanyuan Sword, what ability do you have that can attract so many immortals to the lower world to look for you?"

I briefly practiced the little girl's sword skills.

Gu Changsheng came to the river alone and observed the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

Since the battle between Tumubao and the Evil Immortal, Xuanyuan Sword seemed to have exhausted all its energy and became what it is now.

It's as dark as ink, and you can still vaguely see the flowing luster.

It looks like it's made of some kind of stone.

The blade is sharp and chilly.

Other than that, there is nothing unusual.

And the mysterious power in Gu Changsheng's body also disappeared without a trace, just like an illusion.

It made him suspicious.

Could it be that since Tumubao's sword attack, all the spiritual power of Xuanyuan Sword has been exhausted?

The current Xuanyuan Sword is just an ordinary mortal weapon.

There were footsteps behind him.

Gu Changsheng's ears twitched slightly, and he quickly wrapped the entire Xuanyuan Sword with a strip of cloth before standing up.

Until I left Dazhou.

Only then did he know how much change the birth of Xuanyuan Sword had brought to the world?

Demons and demons come to the world, cultivators from all over the world gather together, and from time to time, immortals appear.

These guys are all here for Xuanyuan Sword.

This had to make Gu Changsheng cautious. Once those guys knew that Xuanyuan Sword was in his hands, it would definitely bring disaster to Great Zhou.

"Master."

It wasn't until he saw clearly that the person coming was Li Moyun who had just finished sword training that Gu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

We haven’t seen each other for a few years. The little girl we adopted during the war has now become a beautiful girl.

Although his appearance has not changed, his brows reveal a heroic aura.

Especially when she was wearing white clothes and carrying a green sword on her back, she looked very much like the heroines in the knight-errant games before time travel, who were galloping freely and freely.

Nowadays, a large number of monks have come to the secular world, and some realm divisions in the spiritual world have become no longer unfamiliar.

Today, Li Moyun can face eight hundred soldiers wearing armor without defeat.

Like General Meng Tian of the Qin State, his military force is comparable to that of a third-level master.

On that day, the three people who represented the hundreds of schools of thought were all top-notch first-class players who could learn from the world.

He can break through the celestial beings at any time, and in a certain sense, his combat power is not inferior to ordinary celestial beings at all.

Such people are also called land gods.

This is the current foundation of Qin State.

Despite the huge gap, Gu Changsheng did not flinch at all.

He still has a chance to make a comeback, and that is Li Moyun's special physique.

Before mastering the correct method of cultivation, martial arts is approaching the third-level realm. If he officially embarks on the path of immortality, entering the first-level, or even a heavenly being, it will only be a matter of time.

Right now, when the Allied Forces of the Five Nations are confronting Qin, it is the best opportunity for him to develop silently.

"Master, Master?"

Seeing that Gu Changsheng was distracted for a long time, Li Moyun couldn't help but call out softly.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Gu Changsheng just came back to his senses when he heard Li Moyun calling him.

"Some strange things have happened in Jiangdong City in recent days. I'm afraid it's caused by evil spirits. Many children have disappeared. Should we..."

Li Moyun wanted to speak but stopped talking.

She grew up in the army, is precocious and has a delicate mind.

He has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and his senses are sharper than ordinary people, and he can detect some things that ordinary people cannot detect.These days, she always feels that there are strange things appearing in Jiangdong City.

"Oh? What's weird? Tell me."

Gu Changsheng frowned and asked.

"It has something to do with the new Nuo opera troupe that has appeared in the city recently."

Li Moyun pondered for a moment, and then said: "It is said that there is a scholar named Wang Wu in the south of the city...

……

On that day, scholar Wang Wu was so frightened that he peed his pants in the Nuo opera troupe. From then on, he became a joke in Jiangdong.

This is how Liangzi formed a relationship with the Nuo opera troupe.

Although Wang Wu was frightened by the ghost at the time, when he came back to his senses afterwards, he still did not want to believe that ghosts and gods existed in this world.

He firmly believed that everything was an illusion and a cover-up used by the Nuo troupe to pretend to be gods and ghosts.

The next day, Wang Wu returned to the Nuo opera troupe again, determined to replicate the experience of that day, avenge his shame, and expose the lies of the Nuo opera troupe in front of everyone.

So, that night, Wang Wu once again acted mischievously in front of everyone.

"It's boring, it's really boring."

Wang Wu was seen shaking the folding fan in his hand with a disappointed look on his face, and kept mumbling in a voice that could be heard by almost everyone in the audience.

"Hey, isn't this the scholar who was so frightened by the Nuo opera that he peed his pants a while ago? Why is he here again today?"

"This guy who changed his pants has confidence in his words."

"Hahaha."

The onlookers present recognized Wang Wu and immediately started shouting.

Wang Wu ignored it.

They shouted again deliberately.

"Wang Wu, did you wet your pants again today?"

Wang Wu's eyes widened. "How can you taint my innocence like this?"

"What's wrong with you? I saw you peed your pants in the Nuo troupe the day before yesterday."

Wang Wu's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, followed by some unintelligible words.

The words about a gentleman's self-improvement and his strange powers and deranged spirits caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the troupe was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Wang Wu's plan to reveal the truth in front of everyone ended.

But he didn't give up because of this. Instead, after all the spectators left, he secretly hid under the stage.

With the help of the gaps between the curtains, you can peek at everything happening outside.

He does not believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world. Someone must be pretending to be a ghost.

Not to mention, Wang Wu, who waited until midnight and early morning, and his eyelids were so sleepy that he kept fighting, finally gained something.

"Ohh Ohh ohh."

It was crying, the same cry he had heard that day.

The cry came from the theater troupe backstage.

Wang Wu listened cordially, and the cry was as tragic as ever, like the cry of a ghost, which aroused goosebumps all over his body, and he could only feel the dark wind blowing behind him all the time.

Make him shiver.

"You don't talk about strange powers and gods. There are no ghosts and gods in this world. There are only people pretending to be gods and ghosts."

Wang Wu murmured to comfort himself, and then he mustered up the courage to crawl out from under the stage and carefully touch the source of the crying.

Finally found the backstage of the theater troupe.

Pulling back the curtain, a horrifying scene appeared in front of him.

There are a few small figures huddled in the huge iron cage, like dozens of older children, but these children all have more or less animal characteristics.

They have fox tails, dog noses, and even donkey legs.

If you look carefully, there are still dense stitching marks.

"Build animals!!!"

Scholar Wang Wu's eyes widened, and two big words appeared in his mind.

"Sir, you seem to have arrived too early today."

At this time, a faint voice came from behind Wang Wu, and Wang Wu turned around stiffly.

Under the ferocious ghost mask, the two hollow eyes lit up with a cold green light.

(End of this chapter)